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Post by demonfire on Feb 28, 2008 22:01:02 GMT -5
"That's good, remember to take care of her," Breen said with the strange Breen smile.
"No, I'm talking about Mr. Roboto by Styx!" Brandon said, stopping in his strange attempt at the robot long enough to correct Suzume with his superior knowledge of Classic Rock and all things Styx-ly. "Don't tell me you've never heard of Mr. Roboto!" Brandon said with an expression of disbelief on his face.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Feb 29, 2008 10:38:00 GMT -5
Suzume nodded to Breen before being completely distracted by Brandon, "Why would a river make a robot?" she asked, obviously completely unaware of any alternate meanings of the word 'Styx', it was kinda funny, actually. The child was seriously music deprived, wasn't she? Well, one shouldn't expect them to have much of any music at all in Virisea, so it wasn't all too suprising, except if someone wasn't aware of the current state of Virisea, though. Suzume wondered in the back of her mind what had happened to the activity of 'Them' but she didn't ask, because if Brandon was okay, then assuredly 'Them' are nowhere near and wouldn't bother anyone for now.
Mango watched Breen quietly, tilting it's head to the side slightly as if it were asking a question, but the bird made no noise, it just watched Breen for a few moments. It seemed to want to fly to Breen's shoulder but a sense of instilled loyalty kept it with Suzume. The creature's small bird mind didn't quite understand what was going on, but it knew it had to stay with Suzume, and that was all that seemed to matter, it only left when it had to get food, because of course it wouldn't occur to an eight year old to feed a bird.
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Post by demonfire on Feb 29, 2008 15:03:42 GMT -5
"Uh, no, a river did not make Mr. Roboto. Technically Dennis DeYoung did," Brandon said, not really noticing how they had gotten their name from the River Styx. "I think I have the song somewhere..." Brandon said, as he rummaged through the pockets of his hands, as if it were there. "Noooooo! I left the song in my other pair of pants!" Brandon said with a disappointed expression on his face. "But anyway, Styx made the song 'Mr. Roboto!'" Brandon said in the 'Even-so' kind of tone.
Breen's empty eyes stared back at the sparrow, as if he understood it. A sly smile crept across his face, "Good bird," Breen said.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Feb 29, 2008 15:34:03 GMT -5
Suzume wondered who this Dennish DeYoung person was, and soon began wondering if Brandon was perhaps some sort of crazed lunatic... because Styx was a river, she was positive of that. Rivers couldn't make songs or robots, and how you could turn a song into a robot was completely beyond her, besides, what did he mean he left his music in his other pants? Was he expecting to find a band or something in there, Brandon was kind of silly, wasn't he. But she decided to play along with it, "Okay, I guess you're right..." she didn't want to get the crazy person angry, of course.
Mango ruffled it's wings slightly, still very confused. It seemed to be almost in a daze as it looked towards Breen, perhaps the concept of putting a portion of one's soul into an animal hadn't struck anyone as cruel, yet, but the little sparrow bird was certainly not having a fun time. It seemed that no matter what it would normally do was overridden, though whether or not it was it's own free will, it didn't know. Over time, though, it would forget it's issues about morality and free will, the 'over time' in reality being a few seconds and then within a few minutes or so, it would come to the same problem. You see, birds weren't exactly known for thier philosophical value, they normally didn't think things through too much, which was probably the reason why they seemed so prone to fly into glass windows, huh?
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Post by demonfire on Feb 29, 2008 16:12:17 GMT -5
"Of course! I am right in all Classic Rock-Styx knowledge! Along with Iron Maiden," Brandon said in an 'I-Know-Everything' kind of way. Box, which had been there all along with Cabinet was now discussing the difficulties of time travel and why it couldn't be accomplished by mortal means with Pocket, who of course offered reasons of how new science is proving Box's points incorrect.
Moral Values, shmoral values...at least that was the case in Breen's head sometimes. Controlling the bird with a bit of his soul was quite the nifty way to check up upon the little gateway to hell. After all, humanity wouldn't want any accidental slips in the portal separating this world from an eternity of torment. That kind of stuff was always bad.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Feb 29, 2008 16:26:35 GMT -5
"I-Iron maiden?" Suzume had heard of those before, those were torture devices, right? She was kind of scared if this person was a self proclaimed master of knowlege related to the River Styx and the iron maiden... maybe he was like Vana. Her eyes went wide at the realization, Brandon was probably so brave and powerful because he was probably one of the mean people like Vana, in an instant her fox ears and tail were hidden away and she looked like any normal kid. She didn't want to be sent away to fight, she really really really didn't want to fight. She fealt hot tears forming in the corner of her eyes, she had let this person see she had magic, and now she was gonna have to fight or die. She didn't want to fight, but she really really didn't want to die. She remembered the loop ropes and the public executions, a new horror at the thought that it would be her. She really didn't know what to do.
The sparrow seemed to have given up for the time being, sitting thoughtlessly on Suzume's shoulder, it would most likely decide to try figuring things out in an hour or so. The bird seemed like quite the pathetic little creature, it fealt like it was in a cage of sorts, and it had no clue how it had gotten there or anything, it just seemed to know it could never, ever wander too far from Suzume, lest it spontaneously die or something. Yeah, that was the kind of fear it seemed to have from getting too separated from the child, it was a sad and pathetic existance, indeed.
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Post by demonfire on Feb 29, 2008 16:55:50 GMT -5
"Why are you crying?" Brandon asked, feeling utterly terrible himself. "Iron Maiden isn't a bad band..." he said, as if he felt Suzume's sadness. That seemed to be the effect people had on Brandon; that he would feel what they felt. It was certainly strange, but not for the crazy kid. "They've got good songs like Aces High and The Trooper!" he said, trying to brighten up the room's morbid atmosphere. Brandon began playing some invisible guitar and making the sounds with his own voice as the intro of The Trooper.
"Suzume, you'll have to understand that the Styx he is referring to is a band named after the Styx you refer to, and the Iron Maiden he is thinking of is a band named after the torture device," Breen said in that calm, cool, and collected way that an adult would correct a simple problem, this one being a simple case of misinterpretation.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Feb 29, 2008 17:19:06 GMT -5
"He isn't like Vana?" she asked Breen, looking up at him, he was kind of a pillar of all-knowing, really. Most adults were, whether or not they look completely, utterly scary. She was considering perhaps asking why her hair was shorter suddenly, because last she remembered her hair was really long, but now it was... short. She hated it, it was so short, but enough about hair. "I-I don't have to choose military or death?" she asked, her eyes were wide but she quickly narrowed them again, "Where's the Vana-lady for here, anyways?" she asked, she wanted to figure out who she had to stay away from while she was here, not wanting to worry about being enlisted or anything. She still had a newfound distrust of Brandon, talking about iron maidens and the River Styx was creepy... even if they were music people... because honestly, only bad people would want such names.
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Post by demonfire on Feb 29, 2008 17:29:03 GMT -5
"That boy?" Breen said, pointing to the still air-guitaring Brandon, "My dear, he's probably the most anti-Vana I've seen."
Brandon ceased his air-guitar when Suzume asked about military or death. "Suzume! Only 'They' would make such an evil ultimatum!" he said. "People in 'We' such as myself do not believe in such vile and contemptible deals!" he said. You might consider Brandon a bit insulted by a slight differing in tone in his voice. Saying he was evil? Blasphemy!
"From what I gather, you can call this more of a safe house, Suzume. There are no people here that would harm you for your magic, and even if someone does, I'll always be there to protect you," Breen said with his reassuring smile. "No Vana-people in this neck of the woods."
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Feb 29, 2008 17:38:11 GMT -5
"No, seriously..." she looked towards Brandon, "Who's the Vana-lady here?" she asked Brandon, since Bree was being unreasonable. She really needed to know, it was a matter of LIFE and DEATH. She didn't even listen to Brandon's little speech about 'Them' right now, she just wanted to know what she needed to know. It was really mean of them not to tell her who was in charge here, and in all honesty, it was probably best just to choose some scapegoat that Suzume would avoid and fear her entire time here at Twilight Moon Academy. Might Li-Wa suggest a fellow Virisean, he's about four foot ten with seafoam green hair and a gecko dragon on his shoulder, you can't miss him.
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Post by demonfire on Feb 29, 2008 17:41:58 GMT -5
"Well, I do remember a strange, short man when I came here. He had a bunch of tattoos and always talked funny," Brandon said. Box recalled the strange semi-midget man as well, although the only recognition was a simple and quick expression as if something just came back into the light for a brief moment before being engulfed by darkness again.
"Yes...him..." Breen said, a bit annoyed at Suzume's apparent stubbornness to the fact that there were no 'Vana-Ladies' at this fine institution.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Feb 29, 2008 17:47:10 GMT -5
Suzume nodded, so she just had to avoid him and she'd be good, "Okay... thankyou... but you need to tell people that as soon as they get here, otherwise they might get into lots of trouble." She nodded, "You need to be more careful next time, because what if he was to find out that I was here! Though I'm sure it wasn't his fault... you said he had lots of tattoos... that probably has to do with his meaniness." She nodded, as if already forgiving the person, even though she was utterly afraid of them. Suzume was such a good kid, wasn't she? Yeah, we all thought so. "Though Ouwashi says you guys are lying." she mumbled, not really intending for the others to hear what she said, "and now Tsubame wants Ouwashi to be quiet... she's being really mean about it, too..." she continued, barely audible.
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Post by demonfire on Feb 29, 2008 20:05:30 GMT -5
"Suzume, we should make warning signs!" Brandon said with a serious and yet kid-like expression on his face, as in disbelief as to why he didn't think of it before. "Wait, who's Ouwashi? Nevermind! We need crayons and paper...STAT!" he said as if it were a life and death matter. Well, at least to Suzume it was.
"Damn demons..." Breen mumbled under his breath, utterly not content that by guarding the girl he also guarded a demon. Why couldn't this demon just come out of an eight-year old and fight like all the other stupid, exorcised demons he had met in the past and then dealt with as the passages from the old texts in his Church told him to do? Damn demons indeed.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Feb 29, 2008 21:33:53 GMT -5
"But if the man finds out, he'll find out it was us..." she suddenly got very silent, "and then he'd be angry..." she nodded, very serious in expression, though she fealt like this was something Brandon should have known. Then, as if something new came to her mind, she turned to Breen, "Breeeeee... Ouwashi says very unkind words about you..." words Suzume's mommy told her not to say, "And she says she's not a demon, she's a water spirit... she says there's a distinct difference and she doesn't want you confusing the two... though I don't think she remembers that I'm a demon... you were probably talking about me, right?" Suzume walked over towards Brandon, not understanding why Bree had said the bad word if he was reffering to her, but she had Brandon to hang out with. To be honest, Bree's unkind words had taken her by suprise, "...Ouwashi is laughing now... if you want to know..." she hugged Brandon, it was hard for kids to stand being mocked normally, but it was made worse when you had a relatively bored malicious water spirit in your head who needed something to entertain itself, child's tears were good enough for Ouwashi most of the time.
Daaaayyyuummm Suzume had just turned Bree fro- I mean Breen from a respected person to the bad-guy in a couple seconds, that, my friend took talent.
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Post by demonfire on Feb 29, 2008 21:56:24 GMT -5
"Actually, I was not referring to you, but if Ouwashi isn't a demon, then it's bad as one in my book for hiding inside an eight-year old, too cowardly to fight me with its own flesh and blood," Breen said, a bit peeved as to the technicalities of the situation. "And tell Ouwashi that its tainted soul will burn in hell for all eternity, whether by my hands or the Lord's," he said, quite angry at the 'scum' aka Ouwashi. Breen was willing to extend his reach of hunting to something as demon-natured as that beast.
"Why you gotta be like that Mister?" Brandon asked, taking the side of Suzume on this one. Well, it's not like he really had any other intelligent choice here; it was either follow his new friend or the strange man with the black eyes that made you feel empty. Pretty obvious that he was going to pick Suzume. Brandon softly knocked on Suzume's head like he was trying to get Ouwashi's attention, "Hey you bully! You better stop teasing my new friend or I'll go in there with 'Us'!" he said physically to Suzume, but was talking to Ouwashi.
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